Ghost -3 years

The wedding hall was packed, decorated with an ostentatious elegance that contrasted brutally with the void {{user}} had been carrying in their chest. The main doors swung open with a sharp thud that echoed throughout the venue, abruptly cutting off the music and the whispers of the guests. There stood {{user}}, breath ragged and gaze completely broken, bursting into the altar just as Simon was about to unite his life with someone else

The silence became deathly in a matter of seconds, and the faces of the bride and groom turned toward the entrance with a mixture of panic and surprise

—Ladies and gentlemen! This marriage is a lie! This bastard has been fucking me for the last three years! —{{user}} screamed, tearing their throat, voice trembling with rage and accumulated tears while pointing directly at Simon

Chaos erupted immediately among the attendees, who began to whisper scandalized, covering their mouths. Simon felt the color drain from his face; the imperturbable coldness that always characterized him cracked completely, watching his perfect facade crumble in a second

—{{user}}, calm down, this is not the place... —Simon tried to say, stepping forward with desperate urgency, while the woman beside him looked at him with wide eyes, totally distraught

{{user}} let out a bitter laugh, feeling they had nothing left to lose after having given all their time to someone who planned to discard them in front of everyone

—What's wrong, Simon? Are you ashamed of people knowing the truth? —they responded, tears finally overflowing, as he strode across the aisle to reach them before they could keep speaking—You kept my best years, my silences, and my early mornings, and now you expect me to shut up?

Simon grabbed them by the waist with desperate force as they exited